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My Runaway Groom's Billionaire Cousin

My Runaway Groom's Billionaire Cousin

I stood in a fifty-thousand-dollar Vera Wang gown, waiting to seal the merger of the century between the Singleton and English families. Everything was perfect, fragile, and obscenely expensive. But minutes before the ceremony, my brother burst into the bridal suite looking like he’d seen a ghost. He handed me a crumpled note from Jeffery, the man I was supposed to marry. "I can’t do it," the note read. "I’m choosing love." Jeffery had fled to Paris with another woman, leaving me to face two thousand guests and a family legacy that would plummet forty percent by Monday morning. Harrison Singleton, the family patriarch, didn't offer sympathy; he offered a cold ultimatum. The wedding would happen, with or without Jeffery. He stepped aside to reveal Declan Singleton, the "Wolf of Wall Street" who had spent the last year ruthlessly stripping my father’s companies for parts. To save my family from bankruptcy, I had to walk down the aisle and marry the man I hated most. At the altar, Declan didn’t just say "I do"; he claimed me with a kiss so possessive it felt like a sentencing. The humiliation was physical, a knife twisting in my gut as the world watched the "hostile takeover" of my life. I was a spoil of war, traded to a predator who believed in leverage over love. Then, Jeffery called, weeping about his mistake and begging to come back. I looked at the massive, perfectly-sized diamond Declan had already prepared for me and realized this wasn't a coincidence. I wiped away my tears and straightened my emerald silk. If I had to live in a cage, I was going to make sure I had the sharpest teeth. "Let's go to war," I whispered to my new husband.
Pampered By My Obsessive Tycoon Husband

Pampered By My Obsessive Tycoon Husband

Chloe woke up in a dim hotel room, pinned to a massive bed by a man who wasn't her husband. Zane Sterling loomed over her with a predatory grin, teaming up with her best friend Iesha to stage damning photos and frame her for infidelity. In her previous life, this exact setup shattered her marriage to the ruthless billionaire, Jax Irwin. Poisoned by Iesha's lies, Chloe had believed Jax was a monster and desperately fought to escape his obsessive control. Her blind rebellion cost her everything. After Jax was destroyed trying to protect her, she was brutally tortured by Zane and Iesha, taking her final, desperate gasp for air in a dark, damp basement. As she died in agonizing pain, she finally understood the truth. Jax's suffocating possessiveness wasn't a cage; it was a fortress meant to keep the real monsters at bay. Why had she been so foolish? How could she have let them manipulate her into hating the only man who would gladly drink poison just to see her smile? Opening her eyes again, the cloying scent of cheap cologne filled her nostrils. She was back three years ago, exactly when Zane was unbuttoning his shirt. "Just a few pictures, and Jax will throw you out like trash." This time, the terror in Chloe's eyes vanished, replaced by a chilling, arctic cold. She grabbed a heavy crystal ashtray, smashed it against his skull, and waited to throw herself into her terrifying husband's arms.
Reborn Heiress: Pampered By The Ruthless Guardian

Reborn Heiress: Pampered By The Ruthless Guardian

Antoinette stood on the manicured church lawn, the blinding summer sun stabbing her eyes. The funeral service for her parents had just ended. A hand wrapped around her trembling shoulder, carrying the sharp, cloying scent of Fabian Cash's cologne. It was the exact same cologne her fiancé wore the night he locked her in a burning house to die in her previous life. Now, wearing a mask of sorrowful devotion, Fabian tried to drag her to his car to control her parents' massive life insurance payout. When she shoved him away in pure nausea, his mother Eleanor immediately shrieked to the crowd, deploying her usual guilt trip. "She's lost her mind! The girl has completely snapped!" The townspeople whispered and pointed fingers, watching Fabian play the victim as he tightened his bruising grip on her wrist, claiming she was hysterical and needed to be locked away. Antoinette stared at the mother and son who had conspired to steal her family's estate and end her life. The rage inside her felt like battery acid pumping through her veins. They didn't care if she lived or died; they only cared about the money. How could she let them strip her of everything again? She didn't hesitate. She swung with every bit of strength she possessed, slapping Fabian across the face in front of the entire town. "The engagement is over," she announced coldly. Then, she turned her back on her greedy ex-fiancé and walked straight toward the terrifyingly powerful billionaire Hiram Graves, ready to let the world burn.